The moment Lucifer's presence surged through me, the world bent. Reality itself groaned under the weight of our unleashed power. Beelzebub barely had time to rise from the crater before I—we—were upon him. "You should have stayed in the shadows, traitor," Lucifer's voice snarled through my lips. Our fist smashed into Beelzebub's jaw with the force of a collapsing star. His head snapped back, black blood spraying as he rocketed through the air—but before he could crash, my wings blurred, and I was there, intercepting him mid-flight with a brutal knee to his spine. The impact sent him hurtling back toward the earth like a meteor. The ground exploded upon impact, the shockwave flattening the remnants of the mansion, sending boulders tumbling like pebbles. But Beelzebub wasn't done. "You think borrowed power can stop me?!" he roared, erupting from the rubble in a storm of black fire. His wings, now fully extended, blotted out the sky as he slammed into me with the force of a fre

Lilith rose from her seat slowly, her eyes never leaving mine. “So… the game begins again,” she said, her voice low, touched with both intrigue and warning.I stood from the bed, though my limbs still ached faintly from the earlier battle. My body wasn’t fully recovered, but my mind… it was sharper than ever.I walked toward the full-length mirror near the dresser, gazing at my reflection—my posture confident, my eyes cold. Nikolai Volkov was back. Calculating. Merciless. Unstoppable.“I was never out of the game,” I said without looking away from the mirror. “I just… took a detour.”Lilith walked toward me, her long raven hair trailing behind her like a shadow. “Are you sure you can juggle both wars?” she asked. “Hell’s flame and human revenge don’t always mix.”I turned to face her. “This isn’t just about revenge anymore,” I said. “It’s about finishing what I started. The Prestwicks destroyed me. I want them to feel what I felt. Every scream. Every tear. Every ounce of betrayal.”He

“Don’t take it off,” I whispered, my lips grazing her ear. My voice was a growl, a command laced with promise. She shivered, her body trembling under my touch, and I grinned, feeling her surrender begin.I climbed off the bed, my eyes never leaving her. She lay there blindfolded, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her body exposed and vulnerable. I walked to the table, my footsteps echoing in the silent room. My phone was there, and I picked it up, my fingers moving swiftly to set it to record. I angled it toward the bed, ensuring the camera captured every inch of her. Exhibitionism had always been a fantasy of mine, and now, with her blindfolded and unaware, it was mine to indulge.I returned to the bed, my movements deliberate, my eyes dark with intent. I began to undress, my clothes falling to the floor one by one. My shirt hit the ground first, followed by my pants, leaving me in nothing but my boxers. I could feel her watching, even though she couldn’t see, her senses heighten

We stayed under the warm stream for a while longer, our bodies pressed together, my hands still exploring her skin with reverence, like I was trying to memorize every inch. But eventually, the water began to cool, and she turned her face up to me, eyes half-lidded, lips curved into a soft smile.“We should get out before we wrinkle like old paper,” she whispered.I chuckled, then bent down and kissed her gently before turning off the tap. I grabbed a towel, wrapped her in it, then another for myself. She leaned into me as I carried her out of the bathroom again, her arms around my neck, her body still warm and damp against mine.I laid her carefully on the bed and reached for the clothes that had been tossed carelessly last night. She dressed in something soft and light—a satin camisole with matching shorts—and I threw on a black T-shirt and some sweatpants. She brushed her hair loosely, her eyes flicking to me now and then like she couldn’t believe I was real.Then, without a word, s

Lilith’s robe trailed behind her like blood as she turned and ascended the staircase with urgency in her steps. I followed without question, my mind racing. For someone like her to look shaken—even for a second—meant that pendant held more weight than I could’ve imagined.The doors closed behind us with a deep thud, sealing out the world.The inside of her estate was just as darkly regal as ever—black marble floors veined with silver, walls adorned with arcane symbols that pulsed softly like they were breathing. The air smelled faintly of roses and old magic. We didn’t stop at the grand hall or the lounge. Instead, she led me down a corridor I hadn’t walked before—one lined with tall mirrors that didn’t reflect us. The deeper we went, the colder it grew.“She wasn’t just any old woman,” Lilith finally said, her voice clipped. “She’s one of the Ancients. The original bloodline. The ones even Lucifer treated like ghosts.”I raised a brow, still clutching the pendant. “She said I was som